Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Women are like clothes. Well said.”

Sharon cackled sardonically as tears began to trickle down her face. “Taylor Blackwood, you really are a heartless b*stard. She stayed by your side for decades and even birthed you a child. That’s how you treat her?”

“Every man for himself,” Taylor remarked dryly.

“So, tell me. There’s police surrounding you right now, am I right?” Sharon abruptly questioned. “You’re stalling for time on purpose so that they can use their tracking device to figure out where I am.”

Taylor fell silent and lifted his head to look at the throng of policemen encircling him.

He never knew that his own daughter was so intelligent.

Tears were streaming down her face relentlessly. “What benefits did they give you in order for you to betray

can’t escape. Just turn yourself in.

you treat

was nothing but silence on the other

Blackwood. I detest you! I will never forgive

at the top of her lungs, she

she gripped her phone. She hung her

kinship. Even at the most critical

pleaded with that mystery man to save him. That was why the mysterious stranger dealt

managed to settle down before she gave him a call to inform him about the money she set aside for him. Unfortunately, he sold her

fathers supposed to love their daughters the most in the whole wide world? Why is my own father like this? That man is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. All that chivalry was a facade. Only now do I see that he’s actually a self-obsessed scoundrel. It’s a pity my mom never knew that. She spent her whole life deeply in

Knock knock knock.

bodyguards rapped the door multiple times. In Ustranasion, they anxiously said, “We might’ve been

The look in her

what the meaning of

felt